I didn't see anyone, I only heard the sound, the white wall was like tofu, the black door was like cardboard, and when everyone was still staring at the dust, the tarpaulin covering the bamboo shed fell like this.

In fact, the bamboo frame has long been dismantled, and the hanging oilcloth becomes a curtain.

Either keep quiet, or do it in a high profile that others look up to. The high-profile Lan Sheng's eyes were very cold at this time, sweeping the eyes that began to be stunned, and he smiled really awkwardly.

"Let's test it." She made a gesture and was elegant.

"Please!" The dust settled, and a whole team of workers appeared behind her, the number of people was only as large as a cow's hair on Changfeng's body, but it was overwhelming.

The axe was half-drawn, the saw sank in his hand, and the hammer and hammer could not be lifted. The white sheep should be placed on the sacrificial table, Ma He opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound. Jin Tao stepped forward and stood side by side with Chang Hai, the two of them looked similar, and they both stared.

What did Lan Sheng make?

Building, building, three storeys high.

A layer does not pile stones to build a high foundation, only one palm away from the ground, spelled with white graphite stone, square on all sides.

But what is striking is that the nine stone pillars that are as white as clouds are distributed in proportion to the outer four inner four positive one, from fine to thick. The corner of the building supports the douyu, and the floating presents a brilliant color painting. Nine of them form a volume of well-known Darong Taoist paintings, and the hundred immortals ride the clouds to listen to the Tao.

Among these sacred pillars of clouds, there stands an abrupt but unique ink wood. It was the remnant of the pillar left by the first sacrifice that has now become a beautiful brush. The hole that was smashed out was simply hollowed out, and a small engraving was strung in the middle on six sides, and the wind blew and turned. As if in order to express realism, a little ink black is deliberately placed under the nib.

The ground is paper, and the ink column is the pen. The white pillar is the cloud, the hundred immortals soar, and the heaven and earth leave the real treasure. Who would have thought that the famous paintings and legends of Taoism could give the creation such a bright and worshipful spiritual beauty.

The two-story wooden structure seems to be approachable compared to the awe and fear given by the Heavenly Pillar Immortal Diagram on the first floor.

But that's just what it seems.

Between the square circle, hexagonal faces. The burgundy painted mullions are hollowed out, and visitors can find a legend carved with them as long as they pay a little attention. There is a short eaves under the balustrade. There is a sense of some undulation. But it is a visual effect caused by different shades of tile color. The railing is about a foot wide, and you can sit on it.

Sixteen pillars, sixteen fairies, with a knife to carve and chisel the line of coloring. There is neither a layer of stone pillar lacquer painting. There is no elaboration of carving. Shallow on the quiet column, the lines are so simple and soft, which is breathtaking.

The third floor is the same size as the second floor. The color tone is also uniform, but it is a round structure. The railing is more than twice as large as the second floor, and it is carved with the myth of the Yellow Emperor's ascension to immortality. There are no big columns in the circle, the thickness of the roots and hands can be hugged, a circle of cotton paper lattice doors, no window frames and no wooden walls. Because the view is blocked by the large railing, it is impossible to see whether there is an idol carved on the pillar.

However, it is not so important to the people who are made by Changfeng whether they can see it, the Yellow Emperor ascends to immortality!

The roof is round, and the top of the round pavilion is very different, and there is no corner cornice. Uwa white tiles are layered on top of each other, no matter how people look at it, they all look like a book, and it is not another book, it is still the book of Da Rong Guo. I Ching! Two wooden characters are fixed on white tiles that imitate the pages of a book. Not to be ignored. The white tile itself also shows ink characters, the first page of the Book of Changes, those who are literate will read, and those who are illiterate will memorize, not to mention in this Qingyunfang.

At first glance, he was shocked and amazed, and after a short period of silence, the wows that came back to him were like waves, buzzing from a distance to Chang Hai's ears, and it almost shook his straight body.

"Wonderful! Great! "Someone shouted.

Immediately, the whistle and applause were like wind and rain, and the smug psychology of the long-winded men who were sure to win was crushed into sand.

How could you have imagined? Who would have thought? Combining construction with the worship of Tao and Yi, the brute force of Changfeng has nowhere to go. Brilliant idea! If it weren't for his identity as the creator, if it weren't for his surname Chang, he would really want to applaud those people.

After so many years of construction, he now knows that architecture can give people a shock, not just a dazzling display of gorgeous gold and luxury. To be honest, one of the important reasons why he has the heart of retreating is that he feels that the work is boring. Compared with the cold expressions of his subordinates, he felt the heat in his heart and the blood gurgling.

The metaphor of the round sky, the use of stone to break the convention, the three-layer columns undertaken as a whole, painting, carving, carving, and the bold display in color and configuration, the building materials themselves present the atmosphere and simple beauty. bricks, no carvings. eaves, no carved grass. Column, there is no ever-changing carving. Everywhere to give him amazement, everywhere to make him amazed, the color painting began to be brilliant and stopped, the carved fence began to be complicated and eloquent, the fairy few lines carved but beautiful. I also want to go up to the roof to look through the I Ching. A thousand contrasts, and all kinds of harmony, all careless, and all painstaking.

Chang Hai's gaze finally fell on the pair of phoenix eyes that smiled indifferently, this woman's self-confidence turned out to have a source, and she had the amazing talent to create treasures!

Lan Sheng glanced at Brother Tie, and Brother Tie understood.

"Set the sacrificial table—go to the white sheep—open the sacrifice—" he said aloud. Finally waited for this day, exhale and raise your eyebrows!

The Changfeng boys woke up like a dream, and they didn't know who shouted, so they were busy putting the sacrifice table on the statue of the god, and the white sheep sacrifice was lit, and a few big incense sticks were lit.

Who sacrifices whom?!

There was a laugh from the spectators.

Ma He also came back to his senses, so annoyed that he was so angry that he scolded him for being blind behind his ears, but he had to pass the incense to Chang Hai and the elders, together with himself, to complete the opening ceremony of the incense offering in Bailuban. But then comes the tricky part.

"Creator, what kind of test?" Ma He had to ask for instructions.

Among the elders, there are simple-minded and arrogant, and they are rough and ruthless, "How to test last time, how to test this time!" "No matter what his mother's heart is afraid of, Changfeng can't lose face.

Ma He hesitated, and slipped his hand twice when he took out the hammer at the chisel, and finally held it steady, but he was short of breath, "Brothers, a thousand hammers, one person, the final sacrifice will be full of thousands." ”

Scattered, the men took out the smashed guys, followed Ma He, but walked slowly. Mom, that's a fairy painting fairy pillar, and you won't be punished if you smash it, right? And the first layer is a stone pillar, which is difficult to destroy with a saw and axe.

Ma He was about to step on the first floor when he suddenly heard someone talking overhead.

"Martha saw it clearly, stepped on it carefully, stepped on it and died, but it's none of our business."

Ma He looked up and saw that Mu Lin was sitting on the second floor.

"Let your damn dog stink—" He saw the whole square area clearly, and immediately shrank his feet.

The black and white of the square land is not disorganized, and it is finished by the ink pen a little, which is actually a Tai Chi gossip map!

"Because each stone slab has been raised in the Taoist temple, the aura will not disappear without three or two months, and it is best to dress neatly and cleanly. However, I also know that this requirement is a bit difficult for you, at least take off your shoes so as not to collide. Mu Lin looked serious for the sake of the other party.

When Ma He heard this, even if he was reluctant, he had to take off his shoes obediently. Led by him, none of the people who had been shocked by the "holy qi" had any objections, they all took off their shoes, and stepping on the ground was like stepping on a landmine. In this way, the Changfeng people can't even retain a trace of brute strength at the back of the road.

Chang Hai frowned deeply, at this time he couldn't think of a way at all, so he could only let his subordinates break into embarrassment.

The hammer was raised, facing the immortals on the pillar, Ma He's hands were soft, but the sound of the wood forest came again.

"The painting—"

Ma He didn't interrupt him angrily, "Could it be that this painting and the pillars have also been raised in the Taoist temple?" ”

"I think about it, but the Taoist temple says that the pillar is too big, and the process is also better to hit the pillar first and then paint the color, otherwise it will inevitably damage the painting." Mu Lin's mouth grinned to the root of his ears.

At this time, several young people in the Tongtian Pavilion shouted to stop, and the most enthusiastic one jumped out.

"I've really only heard of it and haven't seen it, Changfeng is famous, and he acts so unreasonably, and he uses knives and axes to inspect them." Obviously, it belongs to the literary and artistic youth who came to see the excitement for the first time, "This hammer went down, and a hole was dug out of the mountain." It is a hundred immortals soaring, or a colorful painting on the pillar, which is extremely rare. Can't smash! ”

Can't smash - can't smash - quickly turned into a loud protest slogan!

Ma He's head hurt so much that he was about to fall off, and he looked at his bosses again.

The man who had crossed Chang Hai and ordered directly before had a lot of bad ideas, and shouted, "Who said we were going to smash it? For everyone's safety, whether the Changfeng test is qualified or not. One layer of stone pillars is solid, and there are two or three floors! Ma He, go upstairs! "When you go upstairs and close the door, who cares how they inspect it?

Ma He Heying, immediately cheered up and wanted to go upstairs-

What about ladders?

The one also noticed it immediately, and couldn't help but laugh at it, "No need to test!" The stairs have forgotten to build the layman, and the Aries sacrifice can't be. ”

He laughed, and Mu Lin also laughed, in a voice even louder than him, "Only those who have stairs are considered experts?" Turning his gaze, he said to Lan Sheng, "What do I say, they won't stop if they can't go up to the second floor." ”

Lan Sheng, who had been quiet for a while, spoke, "It's not easy to get a ladder?" Now take one is it. ”

"It's coming, it's coming!" Ni Tu's voice is also from top to bottom.

Immediately after, there was a click, as if a bead had landed. But it was not the beads that landed, but a pair of ladder legs. Ni Tu was on the third floor, and the ladder was so neat and long, which made many people sigh secretly.

"Brother Tu, why are you so active? You should go up to my level first, and then go to your third floor. Don't get ahead of my brother and me, put it away quickly. ”

The ladder was originally used for engineering, designed by Lan Sheng, and jointly built by Tie Ge Mulin. At this time, the brothers set up the stage and took it out to improvise, which made Lan Sheng want to laugh.

The Changfeng Elder simply stood in front of Chang Hai, blew his beard and glared, "What's the use of playing with light?" ”

Mu Lin sighed, "It's not that we will play, but you will make fun of everyone." Without stairs, how did the second and third floors be built? Do you just use the ladder of my third child to climb up and down? Really, not as smart as a monkey! ”

"You ......" the elder was red-faced, and was about to scold.

A small door suddenly opened at the bottom of a stone pillar, and a cute white-faced monkey came out, squeaking at Lan Sheng twice, curing his teeth in a flattering manner, and then tilting his little brain to look at Ma He.

Lan Sheng smiled, "Martha, follow it and you'll find the stairs." ”

Ma He's head couldn't turn anymore, and he walked towards Xiao Hei in a daze-

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